Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wiggle those sexy gams, lady.
- Actually, we're having a wonderful time. - You know, he's damaged goods.
You know, a leather jacket's not gonna change that.
Real needle. Real apple.
The Alliance decides to let Gob back in.
- Yes. - You really are a good guy, Michael.
- You are too nice. - Oh, come on. What was I supposed to do?
Okay. It's magic time.
That's why we're wearing all this leather. I'm really into leather.
This really worked better with the chair.
I'd absolutely adore it. Oh, Lucille.
- The loser. The fool. - Hmm?
- from every venue in town. - Hmm.
- Wow! Really? - Are you out of your mind?
Wanna go shopping with me? I bet you could get something cool.
Well, I don't wanna get into that part of your life anymore.
how happy Marta had made Gob, she realized how important love was to her children.
You're the only child who chose a spouse I liked, and she's the one who had to die.
Nah, you'll never be able to do it. You're too good.
Maybe I oughta get myself one of those nice leather chairs from work.
This is his one last chance. They'll never let him in the Alliance again.
I actually came to ask Lucille something.
And now, my, hopefully, lovely assistant will join me.
- Hey, guys. - Oh, that's why.